Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Women are like clothes. Well said.”

Sharon cackled sardonically as tears began to trickle down her face. “Taylor Blackwood, you really are a heartless b*stard. She stayed by your side for decades and even birthed you a child. That’s how you treat her?”

“Every man for himself,” Taylor remarked dryly.

“So, tell me. There’s police surrounding you right now, am I right?” Sharon abruptly questioned. “You’re stalling for time on purpose so that they can use their tracking device to figure out where I am.”

Taylor fell silent and lifted his head to look at the throng of policemen encircling him.

He never knew that his own daughter was so intelligent.

Sharon let out a sarcastic laugh. Tears were streaming down her face relentlessly. “What benefits did they give you in order for

yourself in. Zachary and Charlotte are already in

would you treat me

in an agitated manner. Alas, there was nothing but silence on the other side of

Blackwood. I detest you!

top of her lungs, she

phone. She hung her head and

always treasured their kinship. Even at the most critical point in her life, she made it a point

was on the run, she still thought about her father and even pleaded with that mystery man to save him. That was why the mysterious stranger

call to inform him

Aren’t fathers supposed to love their daughters the most in the whole wide world? Why is my own father like this? That man is a wolf in sheep’s clothing. All that chivalry was a facade. Only now do I see that he’s actually a self-obsessed scoundrel. It’s a pity my mom never knew that. She spent her whole life deeply in love with a brute like him. If I’d known how things would turn out, I should’ve just remained in that quaint city and lived a modest

Knock knock knock.

In Ustranasion, they anxiously said,

quiet. The look in

didn’t know what the meaning of her life was

a sudden, she felt like destroying